HYMN LIII. L. M. [RIPPON'S COLL.] Ranfom. i "I COME," the great Redeemer cries, "A year of freedom to declare ; From debts and bondage to difcharge; And Jews and Greeks the grace fhall share : 2 A day of vengeance I proclaim; But not on man the ftorm fhall fall; 4 To him, who lov'd our ruin'd race; Sublime, eternal as his throne. HYMN LIV. C. M. [JOHN RELLY.] I MORTALS behold your dying God, Come wash your robes white in the blood 2 Now welcome all who come to God, 30, that you God the Saviour knew, C Di'd, rofe again, and lives for you, 4 What love, what kindness did he fhew! To bear away all fin from you ; 5 How rich the blood which once did flow ! To cover us from fhame; We'll bow before thy footstool low, 60 Chrift, our God, our bleeding King, Here and in heav'n we'll fhout and fing HYMN LV. L. M. WESLEY'S COLL. The Lord our Righteoufnefs. 1 JESUS, thy blood and righteoufnefs 2 When from the duft of death I rife, 3 Bold fhall 1 ftand in that great day; i Saviour of finners thee proclaim; HYMN LVI. S. M. [JAMES RELLY.] W Rock. HILST we are marching through This land with drought accurs'd; Rivers of living waters flow In thee, to quench our thirst. 2 This world's a weary land; By fin, a defart made: 'Tis all around a burning ftrand; Has no refreshing fhade. 3 But thou'rt our mighty rock; Where all thy weary pilgrim flock, 4 Though once with fin opprefs'd, 5 In thee we now have found 1 We fee thy grace much more abound, Thy praise be our employ; Thy glories ever shine: All our falvation, hope, and joy, HYMN LVII. L. M. [WATTS PSALM 40.] THE Sacrifice. HE wonders, Lord, thy love has wro't, Exceed our praise, furmount our tho't, Should I attempt the long detail, My fpeech would faint, my numbers fail. 2 No blood of beafts on altars fpilt, 3 "Behold I come, (the Saviour cries, 4 'Tis written in thy great decree, 5 I'll magnify thy holy law, And rebels to obedience draw, 6 The fpirit fhall defcend and fhow What thou haft done, and what I do ; HYMN LVIII. S. M. [WATTS.] Salvation, Righteoufnefs, and Strength, HE Lord on high proclaims THE His Godhead from his throne; "Mercy and juftice are the names By which I will be known. 2 Ye dying fouls that fit 3 4 Look from the borders of the pit, Sinners fhall hear the found; Our righteoufnefs and ftrength is found In thee fhall Ifr'el truft, And fee their guilt for giv'n; God will pronounce the finners just, HYMN LIX. C. M. [PEACOCK.] SUN. JESUS, thou Sun of Righteousness, Thy people with thy prefence blefs, 2 Thy healing beams alone can cheer 3 If thou thy righteousness display, And make thy merits known; |